Nothing so bright Nothing so small Nothing so pure as my baby
All of my life
Days into nights All i did dream was my baby Until the day Darkness entwined with silver eyes Was my baby staring at me
And since then I can´t see straight And since then My smile´s been fake Funny, i know the troubles i´ve seen But through one eye only that´s clean
If you bring along your needles Then i´ll bring my sharpened pencils And draw one more comic tragedy So call up the child players From madame we´ll rent the parlor